Tania felt strongly attracted to the song. It sounded as if someone was pouring their heart into it, someone had opened their soul for her. And it was so beautiful… Unable to restrain herself, she got up. She tapped the clam twice, but the shell didn't open. The music picked up and so did her curiosity. She was enticed by it. She tapped the clam again, this time harshly, and it groaned open reluctantly. She swept her feet off the bed and onto the ground.
The notes of the melody built a path for her. She followed it, walking out of her room, into a tunnel that was surrounded by water on all sides, through a spiral of stairs, up and up—until she reached the end of a precipice that faced the ocean. She could feel the tug of the song, like hands that pulled her towards it. The notes rose and the waves peaked, breaking through the gloom that her soul experienced throughout her life.
